Westmount, where you may never hear.
Dad, I'd like to work this summer.
Westmount, where you may never hear.
Can I borrow your copy of La Presse?
Westmount, where we don't have a tata-tate.
We have a tata-tate caray.
Westmount, where there are no bag ladies,
but many baguette ladies.
Nowhere I'll sit my dogs on you
and kick you to death with my dog-siders.
Westmount, where you'll never hear.
Salut, Gaston!